"what?.....Do you think you're the next Fabio?

here's a message someone randomly sent me on myspace...i thought it was hilarious..

"what?.....Do you think you're the next Fabio?

You need to shave your mustache and cut off that long rag on your head."

...being an uncle...

....being an uncle is great fun.....i stopped by my brothers house and visited with my two nieces and my nephew...i spent the entire time there throwing them up in the air and watching them crash onto the bed in pure joy ...

its really fun to watch them fly through the air because they don't quite have control of their muscles yet, so they flail around and sometimes crash into the bed face first (which of course they love)....

you would think at some point they would run out of energy....but in their universe at this point there is no such thing.....

..you don't have to be an expert in your field (none of us are).....

...hey mosaic musicians and  artists..  ....there is still time to sign up for terra nova...if money is tight they will work out a payment plan with you...there only a few musicians going right now...we need you...

..please don't feel like you have to be an expert in your field (none of us are).....the whole point in coming is to develop relationships and have fun...

...people are more than willing to share any knowledge they have to help you grow as an artist and a person (thats the whole point for me..if it was only about playing music i could just stay home and do that, that would save me the effort of hauling my gear up to the mountains) ...plus its three days away from the everyday craziness that we all reside in...

...why am i here tonight?....

......i was playing a set the other night at Borders...as i was  cruising along through my set i noticed there weren't that many people there...i started to ask myself why i was even there.....

...then at the end of the night a sad looking older gentleman came up to me and said "thank you....your music is beautiful".....i thanked him and asked him if he was a musician...his face suddenly lit up and said no but that his father was a musician ...a great jazz musician...i could tell he was really moved....after that he insisted on helping  me carry some of my gear out to my car..

...that made my night........it was a great reminder to keep the focus off of myself and what i might be getting out of it, because you never know at any given moment who's life you might touch....

...dreams of gigantic mean vicious attack dogs chasing me ...

...i keep having recurring dreams of gigantic mean vicious attack dogs chasing me and getting within inches of me but not getting me....one dream incuding a doberman **with canine super powers** jumping up three stories trying to get me while i was standing on a roof....

..any dream interpreters out there???